Marquette Warrior: Barack Obama: Huge Racial Chip on His Shoulder

Wednesday, April 02, 2008

Barack Obama: Huge Racial Chip on His Shoulder

Ann Coulter, writing in Human Events, describes Barack Obama’s autobiography, Dreams From My Father.
Nearly every page -- save the ones dedicated to cataloguing the mundane details of his life -- is bristling with anger at some imputed racist incident. The last time I heard this much race-baiting invective I was . . . in my usual front-row pew, as I am every Sunday morning, at Trinity United Church of Christ in Chicago.

Obama tells a story about taking two white friends from the high school basketball team to a “black party.” Despite their deep-seated, unconscious hatred of blacks, the friends readily accepted. At the party, they managed not to scream the N-word, but instead “made some small talk, took a couple of the girls out on the dance floor.”

But with his racial hair-trigger, Obama sensed the whites were not comfortable because “they kept smiling a lot.” And then, in an incident reminiscent of the darkest days of the Jim Crow South . . . they asked to leave after spending only about an hour at the party! It was practically an etiquette lynching!

So either they hated black people with the hot, hot hate of a thousand suns, or they were athletes who had come to a party late, after a Saturday night basketball game.

In the car on the way home, one of the friends empathizes with Obama, saying: “You know, man, that really taught me something. I mean, I can see how it must be tough for you and Ray sometimes, at school parties . . . being the only black guys and all.”

And thus Obama felt the cruel lash of racism! He actually writes that his response to his friend’s perfectly lovely remark was: “A part of me wanted to punch him right there.”

Listen, I don’t want anybody telling Obama about Bill Clinton’s “I feel your pain” line.

Wanting to punch his white friend in the stomach was the introductory anecdote to a full-page psychotic rant about living by “the white man’s rules.” (One rule he missed was: “Never punch out your empathetic white friend after dragging him to a crappy all-black party.”)

Obama’s gaseous disquisition on the “white man’s rules” leads to this charming crescendo: “Should you refuse this defeat and lash out at your captors, they would have a name for that, too, a name that could cage you just as good. Paranoid. Militant. Violent. Nigger.”

For those of you in the “When is Obama gonna play the ‘N-word’ card?” pool, the winner is . . . Page 85! Congratulations!

When his mother expresses concern about Obama’s high school friend being busted for drugs, Obama says he patted his mother’s hand and told her not to worry.

This, too, prompted Obama to share with his readers a life lesson on how to handle white people: “It was usually an effective tactic, another one of those tricks I had learned: People were satisfied so long as you were courteous and smiled and made no sudden moves. They were more than satisfied, they were relieved -- such a pleasant surprise to find a well-mannered young black man who didn’t seem angry all the time.”

First of all, I note that this technique seems to be the basis of Obama’s entire presidential campaign. But moreover -- he was talking about his own mother! As Obama says: “Any distinction between good and bad whites held negligible meaning.” Say, do you think a white person who said that about blacks would be a leading presidential candidate?

The man is stark bonkersville.

He says the reason black people keep to themselves is that it’s “easier than spending all your time mad or trying to guess whatever it was that white folks were thinking about you.”

Here’s a little inside scoop about white people: We’re not thinking about you. Especially WASPs. We think everybody is inferior, and we are perfectly charming about it.

In college, Obama explains to a girl why he was reading Joseph Conrad’s 1902 classic, “Heart of Darkness”: “I read the book to help me understand just what it is that makes white people so afraid. Their demons. The way ideas get twisted around. I helps me understand how people learn to hate.”

By contrast, Malcolm X’s autobiography “spoke” to Obama. One line in particular “stayed with me,” he says. “He spoke of a wish he’d once had, the wish that the white blood that ran through him, there by an act of violence, might somehow be expunged.”
We have not, in fact, read the book, and anybody who has is welcome to post -- as comments to this post -- passages that show that he has gotten beyond this sort of racial obsession.

Of course, politically correct white liberals and leftists will say that all this shows that Obama has been a victim of white racism.

But it’s really less about Obama being victimized (he had a very privileged upbringing) than his buying into the culture of black aggrievement.

We’ll consider voting for a black person for president when we get one who has not bought into that culture. Such a candidate may come along soon, but the person is more likely to be a Republican than a Democrat.

And he or she will be vilified by the usual race baiting suspects.

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Blogger Greg said...


I have not read Obama's books yet, but I imagine I will someday. Let me share an insight from my own life, though. I spent my junior year of college in Kenya, where I was a minority white person in a country full of black Africans. The daily stress of just stcking out, being stared at, being specially accommodated - it drove me nuts. Really, I wanted to punch people when they would stare me up and down as I walked down the street. I think being a stand-out racial minority is a tremendously difficult experience, and I'd encourage you to try it and reflect on your own emotions before demeaning the honest reflections (or posting the writings of those who demean the reflections) of others who have spent their lives as an easily dstinguished minority.

8:56 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Greg, Obama isn't a stand out racial minority. Obama is half white. Obama lives in a multimillion dollar home. Obama doesn't get stared at because he is half-black. Your post made no sense at all, except it gave you an oppurtunity to agree with Jesus Obama or to bond with him.
The problem with a phony like Obama is that he'd have you believe that he is a uniifier. He is no such thing. He clearly harbors racial bigotry and has a chip on his shoulder. You like many guilty white liberals want to find a black man to love, so your cnoscience will be eased.
Obama isn't the guy. He is a bigot.

4:19 PM  
Blogger Greg said...

Joe Stalin - your name is about as laughable as your post. Please point out to me the relevance of Obama's home value, keeping in mind HRC's recent tax dislosures and John McCain's barbecue with the press at his multi-hundred acre ranch in Arizona. Or his wife and daughter's pearl necklace shopping spree in the DC this week (check out the Wash Post reliable source section). So, that comment is baseless.

I'm not sure where you come across with the idea that Obama "clearly harbors racial bigotry." Is it because of that speech where he said white frustration over inner city (largely black-perpetrated) crime and undue racial preference is understandable? Clearly the statement of a bigot. Joe - I don't expect you to catch the nuance of much of Obama's discussion of race, because you disagree with him ideologically and want to see him defeated no matter what. That's fine. Campaign for McCain all you like. Just realize how momentous it truly was for Obama to say what he did about race in America in his Philadelphia speech.

1:45 AM  
Blogger Unknown said...

I always wonder if America will fall. Almost impossible. The country seems so fit, so strong, and so superior in every way. Then I realized it's possible, when it grows weak within, when people are blind by their ideology and emotion when cast their vote. There's a Chinese saying, "you cry when you see the coffin." But by then it's too late. I rather vote for a 73 year old guy who's stable then a militant with hate and twisted mind and unstable. If you believe what Obama says, then I am the Pop.

9:43 PM  

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